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I had an accident with my Vespa scooter the other morning on my way to work, and I ended up only walking away with some scratches and cuts on my right side of the body. Some idiot on his cell phone turned and didn't pay attention to me. I didn't want to take a chance, so I made an appointment to go in to see a doctor. When I showed up to my appointment I had to wait for my name to be called after I gave them all my paperwork. One of the nurses called my name and walked me back to one of the exam rooms where I took a seat on the table. She told me that the doctor would be right in, and she closed the door behind here. At one point I heard someone pick the clipboard up from hanging in the door and then there was a knock at the door. Dr. Toppinbottom came in and introduced himself as he started to look over my chart. I told him a little bit of why I was there and as he went through my paperwork, noticed that there wasn't a date for the last time I had a physical. The Doc explained to me that he wanted to perform a physical and would also make sure that I was okay from the accident. Having a complete look over from head to toe didn't sound so bad after what I had just been through, so I said that was fine.
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